By: PaleBandit
William makes his way through the bushes with a smile on his face. The few fishes he caught in the past two hours have been delicious and his stomach is as satisfied as his mind is relaxed. It had been a while since he got to scratch his itch for fishing so this sunny, cloudless day was just exactly what he needed! Now he looks forward to heading home and just spending the rest of this warm day napping in his garden. His mind is so occupied with what type of juice he should drink at home that he does not notice the person appearing before him as he steps out of the bushes.
There is a yell then a loud thud and William is being ripped from his thoughts.
“OH! I’m so sorry!”, he shouts and puts down his equipment to check on the person.
As he does he is taken aback for a moment by the sight before him. On the floor lies a huge woman, roughly a head taller than him! She is clothed in a proper hiking outfit, including some heavy boots, and her long red hair is bound into a ponytail and partly covered by a cap.
“I’m okay! I’m okay!”, the tall woman responds, “The backpack cushion the fall!”
William finally blinks as her response pulls him out of his gawking.
“Let me help you!”, he reaches out his hand and the woman takes it. It takes quite a bit of power to pull her up and while William assumes it is because of her large backpack and outfit, he knows better than to question it.
“I’m so sorry! I was not watching where I was going!”, William apologizes to the woman that is now towering above him.
“Hey, hey! It’s fine, pal!”, she replies and leans against a tree, “This is not the most official trail around. Most of it is overgrown and you really do not expect to run into anyone over here!”
“Are you sure you are alright?”, William asks with concern as she watches her lean against the tree.
“Yeah, yeah! No worries!”, she assures him, “Now that I stopped moving, all that walking is just catching up to me, haha! Maybe I should not have gone all day long, but the weather has finally cleared up and who knows when it will be THIS nice again?”
William just nods. He knows exactly how she feels. After a month of days that were either just raining or not consistent enough to really do much, it felt nice to finally spend hours out and about!
“But my feet are disagreeing with me on that one!”, she continues, “Maybe I should have taken more breaks, but it was just around 30 miles!”
Upon hearing that, William suddenly realizes just how sweaty this tall woman is, and after realizing that he cannot help but look down at her boots. They look thick and very heavy, probably not breathable at all! And just like how the woman is tall, those boots imply a pair of quite large feet.
“Yeah, maybe I should have gotten a new pair…”, she says upon noticing William looking at her boots, “But a good pair is expensive! And I have to get them from the men’s section so it’s always a bit awkward when I go get a new pair! But maybe three years is just the limit to how much I go hiking! The insoles are properly paper-thin by now, haha! Maybe just getting a new pair of those would help!”
Men-sized boots, three years old, much hiking, paper-thin insoles. Those things echo in Williams's mind making him jealous of those insoles.
“Are you alright?”, the woman suddenly asks, “Maybe you got hurt from bumping into me? Did you hit your head on something maybe?”
“Huh?!”, he gasps, “N-No! I’m fine! I just, ehm, feel really guilty! You would be walking fine had I not interrupted you!”. An idea suddenly pops into his mind. One he cannot just ignore.
“Since your feet hurt so much because of me… Maybe I could… Give them a massage?”, he asks nervously.
The woman drops her back to the floor and plops her ass down onto it. William now also realizes how large her rear is. With her size, it did not seem that big at first, but now he is witnessing how much of the huge backpack just disappeared beneath it.
“That actually sounds divine!”, she replies and eagerly gets on removing her boots, but then she stops, “Fair warning through! I sweat A LOT! So it might smell quite a bit! Actually, that might be why no one ever massaged my feet more than once…”
William’s heart begins to race. The eagerness of this woman took him off guard and that comment about her feet got him very excited.
“I can manage!”, he replies quickly, maybe a bit too quickly.
The woman eyes him for a moment then shrugs and removes her boots as he sits down on the dry forest floor. As the boots come off, a strong, very rancid odor hits his nose and a pair of worn-down black socks come into sight. The fabric at the heels has become so thin that they are see-through and beneath the balls of the foot it has entirely ripped. On the right sock, even the big toe pokes out.
“Ugh, those were a new pair!”, she complains at the sight, “Maybe I really overdid it…”
Witnessing the destruction those large feet have done to a pair of new socks, the wish to turn into a pair of socks for her rises up within him.
After removing them, they lie down right beneath her feet, and she raises her left leg to hand him her foot. Her sole is red and looks horribly sore.
William is hesitant. He is nervous as if he is about to confess to the woman, though actually, he is just worried about coming off like a creep as he feels like one himself. But after a few seconds, his panic is replaced with worries about her changing her mind so he finally puts his hand on her warm, sweaty feet. It feels great to touch him and he immediately starts to dig his thumbs into her large soles. Quickly a sigh escapes from the woman.
“Oh! You’re good at this!”, she comments.
“Th-Thank you…”, he mutters back.
William has massaged many feet before and just like this time it was more due to him having the urge to touch them than doing it for the person receiving the massage. He does feel a bit disgusted with himself about it, but her enjoying it softens that feeling a bit. As he keeps going, as the sweat begins to run over his fingers and his eyes lock onto that big sole that could easily cover most of his face by itself, a smile appears on his face. Servitude to those big feet just feels right to him.
The woman, meanwhile, leans her back against the tree and enjoys the feeling, but does not take her eyes off the stranger working magic on her tired foot. It feels a bit strange to her how happy he seems after being so apologetic about making her fall. A sudden suspicion pops into her head and she puts on a smile by herself, though it rather is a mischievous grin. She pulls her free leg and then stretches it out while also stretching her arms upwards. With perfect aim, she very gently plants her big sole right in his face and pushes his head away a bit.
“Aaaaah! That backpack really squeezed my spine together!”, she says, feigning innocence, pretending to not notice her foot covering more than half of his face, with his mouth and one eye being completely hidden behind her foot.
William freezes. His mind is unable to comprehend what is happening. For almost twenty seconds he just stares at her, sitting there like a statue. She has her eyes closed and William has no idea she knows exactly what she is doing. The urge to pucker his lips and kiss the heel covering them starts to flare up! His nose begins to itch to take a deep whiff as well. But he managed to control these urges and instead just goes: “Mmmph?”
The woman slowly opens her eyes and, pretending to be oblivious, lets out a gasp.
“I’m sorry! My feet are so sore, I did not notice!”, she lies then moves her foot down his face.
But she does not remove her foot from his face, instead, she stops right as her toes are over his nose. Pushing her foot a bit further, she blocks his mouth entirely with the balls of her foot.
Confusion and panic become visible in the man’s eyes.
“You said you can manage the smell!”, she says in a playful tone, “So why not prove it? Keep moving your magic fingers and cool down my toes with your breath, hehe.”
Williams just looks at her blankly, clearly overwhelmed by the situation.
“Come on! Don’t be a bore!”, she pushes him and then she starts to feel it. A slow and hesitant flow of air starts beneath her toes. It picks up quickly though and five whiffs in, the man is just taking deep breaths. He continues his massage as well. The way he inhales what she knows to be a completely repulsive stench all but confirms her suspicion. She is not planning on calling him out though. It could scare him away and that would be a shame with how amazing not just his massage, but also his breath under her toes feels. Additionally, his face is quite soft and it does feel nice to push her foot into it. No, instead of making him admit anything, she wants to see how far she can push this. If he wants to pretend he is not enjoying this, then she will be entertaining herself with his attempts to hide it! And she immediately gets an idea!
“How about a little game?”, she asks.
As William cannot respond with his lips sealed by a sweaty foot, he just goes: “Mph?”
“Just a little punishment game! You have to guess how many weeks ago I bought these socks!
Plus four days count as the next week, so twenty-five days would be four weeks rather than three! You just push your fingers into my sole as many times as you think weeks!”, she pauses to giggle, “But! If you get it wrong, these socks will be in your mouth until I tell you to let them out!”
He freezes again for a few seconds.
“Come on, take your guess!”, she demands with a sly smile.
William begins to press. One time, two times… He pauses… Three times.
The woman saw it in his eyes, he paused because he thought two weeks was too short and he considered losing on purpose. Her smile widens at his decency winning over his urges, but…
“WRONG!”, she shouts in glee and moves her foot of his mouth to pick up the socks with her toes, “Open up!”
As the socks are being pulled up to his mouth, William opens up without hesitation. He tried to prevent it! His consciousness is clean! And if she demands it, he would be a sore loser to keep his mouth shut now! Those are the excuses he tells himself as he happily lets this woman shove her sweaty, worn-down sock into his mouth. As he closes his mouth around the sock, she puts her foot back in place over his mouth and nose.
“One week would have been the right answer!”, she tells him, “I bought them just for this hike!”
That her feet have destroyed these socks from just this one hike does things to him. His tongue begins to move around the sweaty fabric, slowly, to not make it too obvious. The woman does notice but pretends not to. Once William finishes massaging the one foot, it moves to his face while he begins on the other. He fails to realize how entertaining this whole thing is to the woman.
When the other foot is finally done, William is about to return the socks but quickly has her hand on her hand on his mouth.
“The rules are that you remove them when I tell you to!”, she reminds him, “I have done so yet, have I?”
“MPH?”, he gasps and she giggles.
“Give me your phone! I will put my contacts in so you can send me a message when you’re home!”, she holds her hand to him, “Then I will allow you to remove them! As for returning them, how about we meet up for that tomorrow? I know a nice bar~”
William is beyond overwhelmed at the moment and just hands his phone over with a blank expression. The woman stands up and gets into her boots, then pulls out her own phone.
“William, ey?”, she says, “Nice name!”, she then hands back his phone, “Mine’s Helena, by the way!”
As she walks off, leaving a flabbergasted William behind she shouts: “Don’t take too long to get home or I might not respond until tomorrow! Then you’ll have to keep the socks in until then!
Don’t cheat!”
William just stares at the woman as she walks off, then looks at her phone.
“Helena Emberwood” is written with a photo of the top of her hiking boots as the picture.
William questions what he has gotten himself into while he stands there for a few more minutes.
Helena is still smiling as she leaves the forest. Her feet do not hurt at all anymore and she feels light as a feather!
“I hope this was not too much for him…”, she mutters, “If he does such magic with his fingers, I kind of wonder how good his tongue would feel, hehe~”